TALL PAUL

There was a man named Paul

who was proud he was so tall

but he fell out of bed

and lit on his head

Now Paul is not nearly so tall

In the 1970's it seemed as though Corporate America had determined that tall candidates were more likely to succeed, thus there was a premium on being TALL. Short job candidates didn't have a chance. Better to beTALL than not at ALL. TALL dark and handsome? Forget the dark and handsome, just TALL.

When the Hatman was a teenager( circa 1947) without wheels, life was grim. But then Eureka, my buddy came up with a possibility of buying a 1908 Dodge; it was a honey, plush seats, carpets, even roll down window shades! We had the money and were set to roll. but his dad said no way! We were crushed, but what I most remember was it was a TALL CAR. You had to climb up into it from the running boards. ( If you don't know what a 'running board' is you probably will not get the point of this blog either.)

Alas, we have come full circle now. The Utility Sport Vehicles and the new pickups are all TALL and to enter you have to crawl up into them. Further if you want to work on the engine, or just check the oil, you need to stand on a box.

Mattress shopping these days is traumatic. Mattresses are so TALL you cannot sit on the edge and have your feet touch the floor unless you scrunch down on one cheek half way off the bed.

Don' t know how people who are not TALL can tie their shoes in the morning; maybe they hobble over to a chair to buckle their sandals.

Going to my favorite restaurant, bar and/or saloon and where do I sit? You got it, at a TALL table.

What my brethren and sistreren, is the big deal? Excuse me, the TALL deal?

The one thing not mentioned above is that life is SHORT, so live each day to the fullest.

With Love and Kindness,

THE HATMAN